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• So, we round out November with another fun romp into the deliriously debauched world that our otter Andrew created with his wish. As always, this is written by the legendary Jeeves, so follow him on SoFurry or FurAffinity, and maybe donate to his Patreon.

Andrew's Gift

Andrew had changed the world.

Thanks to the mischievous genie he had discovered, and a couple of ambiguously worded wishes made by a heart that longed for companionship and closeness more than anything else, Andrew had quite literally changed the entire world in a manner that the vast, vast majority agreed was for the better. Yet, even though his wishes alone had done a lot of the work, there were aspects that still needed his personal touch. Jobs which required the otter's presence to soothe any remaining frustration or confusion with the way that things were now. Thus, Andrew couldn't spend all his time where he might otherwise have chosen to. He couldn't spend it all with his family, nor could he take them with him on every trip as he might have wished.

But, even in his absence, he loved his family more than anything. He loved them, and he loved how much they loved him. How happy loving him, being close to him, pleasing him made each and every one of them. Thus, each time he had to leave them for a couple of days or even weeks, Andrew was always careful to sit down in the living room with his mother and five siblings, look them deep in the eyes as they trembled and touched themselves at the mere sight of him, and tell them the same thing.

"I want you to look after each other while I'm away. To love each other like you love me. To comfort and care for each other like you do for me. I want you all to find the same happiness together that you find with me, and until I get back home to see you all... I want you to take every drop of lust and passion and pleasure you'd feel if I was right here in your arms, and share it all with each other instead."

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Beatrice moaned in pleasure, and her eyes fluttered open even as the first orgasm of the day... or at least, since she'd fallen asleep entangled with two of her daughters at around 2AM, tore through her plump body. Her back arched, her toes curled and she shrieked in ragged, utterly unguarded ecstasy as her hands reached down and drunkenly grabbed at the lump in the sheets. At the face buried between her legs and currently hidden by the tangled bedsheets which were long overdue for a wash, reeking of stale and fresh sex in equal abundance. Still cumming, still spasming and grunting as a rough tongue lashed her clit while lips suckled upon the thick, swollen nub of flesh, Beatrice managed to gain a little more control over her body and tore the sheets aside. She wailed happily at the sight that greeted her, her younger son's face soaked with her juices and his bright eyes shining up at her with pure love and lust.

"Mnnhh... Colin... fuck me. Fuck momma... p-please..."

Shamelessly, not even thinking for a moment how obscene and extremely kinky such a plea might once have seemed, the older otter begged her nineteen year old son to fuck her. Gleefully, greedily, he dragged his mouth away from her still spasming, still squirting pussy, receiving a streak of ejaculate across his forehead and over his short headfur while Beatrice thrashed and tried to grab at his head, to push him back down and keep him stimulating her at least until her first climax was over. The sprightly younger male was far too fast for his mother though, too fast for her to stop him moving, but also too fast to leave her in torment for more than a couple of seconds. Soon she was wailing and screaming anew as Colin's cock, surprisingly long and thick given his lithe stature, plunged into the very pussy that had made him. His mother's screams echoed around the bedroom, around the entire house, but even as Colin began to pound Beatrice's pussy and spurt hot ropes of abundant pre-cum into her while she thrashed and sobbed her way straight into a second powerful orgasm, he was hypnotised by the glorious jiggling of her ample, bare breasts. Captivated by their beauty, their irresistibly swollen nipples, and soon unable to keep from burying his face against them and greedily latching on with his own moaning mouth, balls boiling and churning with cum desperate to be released as he tasted the first sweet droplets of his mother's milk upon his tongue.

In the next room over, two more bodies writhed and trembled, rocking and grinding against each other before they even woke up as the sounds of their mother and brother's euphoria echoed through the wall. By the time Katrina and Leonie actually achieved full consciousness, their thighs were soaked from where they had been humping each other, bodies entangled in the same adoring embrace which the twins woke up in almost every morning, regardless of whether they had fallen asleep just the two of them or indeed with one or many other partners. It was their very own kind of magic, some sort of magnetic force which drew them back together even as they slept. They couldn't not wake up in one another's arms, and they couldn't let their eyes flutter open and beam at the beginning of another glorious day together without pressing muzzle to muzzle and beginning to make out loudly and sloppily.

Saliva drooled down their chins and hung between their mouths in glistening strands as they began to playfully wrestle, rolling around bucking and humping against one another's dripping wet upper legs with their own needy pussies. The twins giggled and whimpered in mutual longing as they heard a guttural scream from their mother, followed by an equally frenzied cry from their younger brother as Colin no doubt began to pump cum into Beatrice, giving her first dibs of his first load of the day yet again like the momma's boy he was. Playing around together was all well and good, but those orgasmic shrieks and cries reminded the pair of just how horny they really were, and how badly they wanted to make each other feel that good. Within seconds they were end to end, hands probing at the puckers of one another's assholes as they began to hungrily, mercilessly feast on one another's pussies. Clits pulsed. Pussies spasmed. Juices gushed and soaked wailing, gleefully panting faces. The twins ate one another through a first orgasm, a second, and a third before even pausing to catch their breath. And soon afterwards, as they heard the moans and whimpers of pleasure building from the room on the other side of theirs too, they giggled, trembled as they continued to cling to one another, and pressed their muzzles back into immediate, mutually gratifying service.

"Yessssss!"

Brittany squealed as she pumped her cock in both hands, toes splayed out and tail thumping loudly against the bed. Cum fountained from her cock, and she sobbed in triumph as it splattered against the ceiling with its very first burst before raining down over her panting face and body already coated in dried on cum from the night before. Beside her, the oldest of the four otter sisters uttered a mindless scream of her own as the heavy duty massage wand she was holding to her clit did its job alongside the eight or nine inches of her own tail that were currently buried inside her pussy. A violent spray of juices arced from her crotch, streaking just over the twitching, self-stimulating tip of her brown furred tail and splashing against the base-board at the foot of the bed with a heavy, thundering patter. Madeline turned her head mid-climax, and giggled through her wails and shrieks as she saw Brittany doing the same, watching her cum while she admired her youngest sister's cum-stained and lust-addled face.

"Love you, Britty..."

Madeline moaned as she stretched out her free arm and squeezed one of her sister's breasts with it, earning an extra scream and a renewed splash of cum against the ceiling from Brittany at the unexpected additional stimulation.

"Mnnnhhaahhh, Madddyyyyyyyy!"

Still convulsing, still cumming hard, Brittany lurched forward and to one side as she was groped by her sister. Madeline should have known better, or perhaps she did. Perhaps she knew how tenuous their playful agreement last night to watch each other masturbate when they woke up had been within her sister's mind. Either way, that plan was done for now. That touch, that extra stimulation born of shared contact, was all it took to drive Brittany wild with the need for her family. For her sister. For a hot, wet pussy wrapped around her cock that would milk her, drain her, hold her close until it was impossible for her to show her love for her family any more.

And of course, with all of them knowing full well how limitless, how shameless and utterly merciless their love for one another was, Brittany and Madeline knew exactly what they were getting themselves into. The whole family did. They awoke locked in the throes of passion together, and there they would remain all day long. Fucking as they ate. Fucking as they bathed. Fucking as they played video games and watched TV and went about their everyday lives in every other possible way that constant, ceaseless, glorious incestuous sex permitted.

After all, they had been told by Andrew himself to love one another as they loved him. To desire and please one another as they would him. And thus, they did precisely that.

There was no limit to how much they loved Andrew. No limit to their lust, their need to see him happy.

So, they fucked one another. They pleasured one another. They listened to their family's screams and howling cries of ecstasy all day long, and when they finally collapsed into exhausted slumber many ceaseless hours of lust later, they dreamed of their bodies allowing them to awaken once more, and immediately begin anew.

By Jeeves